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    dots Submission Name: Bodydots

    Author: Clayman
    ASL Info:    28 - getting late
    Elite Ratio:    6.34 - 609/327/167
    Words: 61
    Class/Type: Misc/Misc
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    I am just a soul covered in music, running away from bruises,
    a child trapped in naive worlds contained within a man's body.

    I am just a voice living inside a person, an echo of vibrations bouncing around in a rubber soul, calling out for answers, trying to feel whole.


    Submitted on 2013-02-03 15:35:59     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      music does help one to escape, but the kid in all of us will always remain, sorry didnt know if that was a proper comment, but thats what I got out of it, and I think we all search for the answere and meaning ot our life, to feel whole again is another, familys love could make whole maybe a bestfriend, but for me to be whole again, would be seeing my dad again in another life, to be whole again

    | Posted on 2013-02-04 00:00:00 | by theinforment | [ Reply to This ]
      It's a rich morsel about what a self is, supposing a self is at all. You remind me of some Buddhist philosophy, some Western philosophy, and the current protestations of neuroscientists that they cannot find any self!

    I'm thinking - are you right about yourself, here? For who is this calling for answers, and which came first: the rubber soul or its contents of confusing echoes?

    Recently invented has been a type of robot with soft, evolved not designed body parts that are mostly controlled by how they react to their own motion or to touching anything. Like us, these robots have most of their mentality in their bodily dynamics. Their brain computers would have to be puzzled if they perceived that they had no algorithm expressing how their mechanism was accomplishing its actions, nor on a fundamental level why!

    Your rubber soul made me remember reading about those robots.

    Well it is not a new theme, but I guess the oldest theme, for poetry but you have certainly made a provoking and ingenious little jewel of metaphors about it and I so like the poem!
    | Posted on 2013-02-03 00:00:00 | by Glen Bowman | [ Reply to This ]

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